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Shit. What the hell happened to this place yesterday? Spouting all that nonsense.. Fuck, I've got to find out how to keep this city from manipulating my mind and controlling my actions. No one controls Yzak Jule!
...
No one.
That Nicol.. he did this to me. I'm amazed at how much pent up aggression towards me was acted out, though in a perfect world it would have been aggression he'd harbored against himself for not joining me when I'd given him the opportunity. Foolish moron.
He was right about one thing, though. I can't seem to have forgotten what he's said. However, that doesn't mean I have to believe it. The look in his eyes when he said it... Whatever.
I wonder who it was that brought me here. There seems to be a gap in my memory. Fucking hell, I hurt.
Goddamned Amarfi.
I need to speak with Commander Le Creuset soon.
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Well, fuck.
EDIT: He's right. You're going down. Miss Simca, kindly do me the favor of never asking me a personal question ever again. I do not have the time for hypocritical lackwits. Do not publically 'cry wolf' anymore if you're going to have a childish tantrum at the results. Your display has sickened me.
[OOC: Yzak got his ASS KICKED by Nicol at the tail-end of OOC day. He's been alseep in bed all day, and has woken up and found himself highly displeased at the goings on with others as well as the problems he's got of his own. XD;]